I'm all for technology. I suppose that most people are as long as it stays within each individual's moral and ethical realm of acceptance. I love having any type of information easily accesible with only a few finger strokes. I love being able to shop, communicate, learn, and exchange information quickly and easily. For example, today I went to my local farm to pick up part of my share of fresh veggies. I haven't often prepared swiss chard. When I have, it was simply by sauteing it with butter, salt and pepper. Today I was in the mood to spice things up. So, I jumped right online and within minutes found a recipe for Chard pancakes that sounded not only edible, but delicious enough that my kids might eat it! After all, what kid doesn't like anything with PANCAKE in the title?

I've been having a rough few weeks. I'm not sure how to explain what I mean by this. I'm doing Ok some days and others, I just cry and fume. I don't know about what. I mean, to hear me talk you'd think it's all horrible, but the reality is, it isn't! Life is good, I'm healthy, I want for nothing. Partly I believe it's that undeniably human part of me making myself miserable. It's that I LONG for more. I have enough clothes, but they're not nice clothes or sexy clothes, just the basic jeans and t-shirt attire. I want another bathroom so that my children don't have to fight over who goes first while I fuss at them and remind them to take turns, meanwhile despising them both because my bladder has backed up into my eyeballs and I really just want to pee first! We're a family of five and we live in a house, that perhaps, people did 100 years ago with large families, but now it seems too modest. I want a bigger kitchen so I feel that I can invite people over and have dinner parties. I have enough food, but I want better, healthier food that I invest my own sweat into and prepare with my own two hands. Finally, I want more time in a day. I want time to sit idly by while my children knead and mold playdoh, help them write and perform fairy tales, or read Goodnight Moon just one more time instead of rushing to get everything done and still having my chores and responsibilities spill over into the next day. I want to spend more time with my husband who I stay angry at, not because he doesn't try, but because there IS work to be done and he must provide for us or we wouldn't have all the things that we have. He allows me these precious moments with my children and, most days, I'm so bitter and blinded by all the things I'm NOT doing, that I fail to remember what it is that I am BLESSED to be doing!!!

On Tuesday an illness hit strong and hard. No big deal...until I looked around and realized the world wasn't standing still. Thank God for a mother in law who, in a pinch, took two days off of work and came to my rescue. Not to mention, my wonderful friend, the chicken soup of my soul, Mrs. Heavens, who comforts me and laughs at me when I say I'm going to DIIIII-EEEEEE!!! Tuesday the doctor told me I had pneumonia. I picked up the prescribed antibiotic and came home to rest while my husband took care of the evening routine. I woke up in the middle of the night for a quick toilet tryst. Luckily, I hadn't eaten all day so there wasn't much to let go of. After spending the night struggling to sleep, I decided to call the doctor first thing in the morning. I wanted to make sure vomiting was a symptom of pneumonia or of the antibiotic. I was told that I should drive BACK in to the office and have a Influenza test.